Virtual World: The Legendary Thief

In the midst of confusion. The distant dark forest is about to move. Dew like rain at night. The mountain bird was startled.

A whole forest seemed to come to life. finally. In a long low growl. Numerous trees covered with branches and leaves gave birth to two feet. Trembling out of the forest where they grow.

When countless ancient and decaying treants struggled to step out of the forest. Almost all Silvermoon City players on the plain were stunned. They turned back one after another.

The great elf priest, Califax, waved a white jade staff in his hand. A deep and penetrating voice echoed across the vast dark plain: "Old treants. You are the most loyal friends of the elves. When you and we were born, you have watched us grow. Today. Invaders Slaughter our sons and daughters. They burn the ancient forests that you consider your allies. Fight. Send these rapacious invaders to hell with your stones and mighty arms."

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"Ah~."

There was a clear scream. A Silvermoon City player at the edge of the forest was grabbed by the long arm of a treant. The Ent seemed very angry. He slammed the player to the ground. Then he stepped up amidst his screams. Treant feet are covered with roots. But the middle part is a very strong trunk. I saw blood slowly flowing out from the roots. A white light floated towards Silvermoon City.

quickly. Treants were densely packed on the edge of the plain. They are tall. Almost every treant is as tall as four normal people. The tree man's arm is even more powerful. Although it is covered with vines.

"Reorganize the formation. Charge." The leader of the Pakistan Brothers Battalion ordered loudly. Holding a spear, he took the lead and rushed towards the edge of the forest with his subordinates.

Little Pig with a Sword, Sun Buset and others also formed a team one after another. The cavalry team of Silvermoon City followed closely behind. Although the tree man looks extremely huge. But we have to knock them down. Otherwise, there would be no siege at all. but. At this time, the other one that made people's scalp tingle was Califax, who was blocking the east wall of Lingtong City. He was guarding there tightly. No player dares to take a step beyond the threshold.

The attacks of this great elf priest are melee and long-range. but. His long-range attack doesn't seem to be very far away. But the attack power is absolutely overbearing. I am afraid that no one here can completely withstand his attack. And it's just luck that I didn't hang up just now. and. At that time, she had the effect of Murong Shanshan's life protection skill.

Ye Qiu asked: "What should I do? First hit the tree man or kill the big elf priest first."

"We can't beat the big elves at all. Let's fight the tree people first." I spat. "Damn it. There are so many tree people. How do you kill them?"

Ye Qiu smiled slightly. Said: "As long as we brothers do our best, we have a clear conscience. I think. This national war. We should all strive to have our names included in the annals of Yueheng."

"Haha. That must be..."

I smiled. Then he turned around and ordered to all the Lost Paradise players: "Keep the offensive formation. The tail of the team becomes the head of the team. Send these dead vines and old trees back to the woods."

under my command. The camp of Paradise Lost began to rush towards the tree man army. The cavalry regiment confronted the tree people early on. Because of the huge size of the big tree. Those cavalry did not dare to charge directly. I had no choice but to throw it with a knight's gun from a distance. "Papa~" in the sound. The sharp knight's spear pierced through the big tree. But those treants just bleed out some green juice. They bent over and stretched out their hands on the ground to scoop them up. Immediately, the cavalrymen and their mounts were swept away.

The formation of the cavalry charge was quickly cut off by a large number of treants. It can't even cause too much damage to the treant at all. The epee slashed on the tree man's body, leaving only white scars. It cannot be completely cut off. The losses of the cavalry were quite huge. The tree man's powerful arms can take away bits of white light with every swing.

When the swordsmen pressed for the first-line army. Those treants finally understood that this was the real main force. So he rushed over with his arms waving.

Xin Yu looked at the attack distance. He decisively gave the order: "Archer. Concentrate on bursting arrows."

"Boom~."

Countless fiery red lights flew out from the Paradise Lost camp. The tree suddenly burst into flames. It quickly turned into a fire stick. I immediately understood how to deal with these guys. So he raised his voice and said to all the people in Silvermoon City: "This treant is afraid of fire-type attacks. Both the mage's fireball and the archer's bursting arrow can cause great damage to it."

I just finished speaking. The entire line of Silvermoon City was lit up with flames. Tree people burst into flames. An angry roar shook the blood-stained land.

Too bad it didn't take long. Suddenly I felt a chill on my face. look up to the sky. Raindrops of different sizes dripped on the cheeks one after another. Oh shit. It actually rained.

quickly. The rain is getting heavier. The flames on the tree man were immediately extinguished. The mage's fireball can only cause the first damage. The strong damage over time is gone.

Xin Yu complained behind him: "Is God also helping Ling Tongcheng?"

I thought about it. Said: "It's not God. Maybe it's man-made rain. The Lunar branches everywhere at least have the right to change the game weather. Now. I guess all the staff in the French Lunar branch are as nervous as we are. This It's raining. If nothing else, it's what they did."

Xin Yu gritted her teeth and said, "Who cares what they do. We just kill these treants."

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But. Now half of the plains are filled with treants who hate us. Walking out of the forest behind is still going on. God knows how many treants like this grow in this vast dark forest...

The Ent seemed to be in a frenzy. They crave the taste of blood. Our cavalry charging ahead fell to the ground. Many people and their horses were torn to pieces by several treants. Rain and blood mixed together. The air was also filled with the smell of blood.

At this time. Xu Lin cried out from behind: "It's not good. The French in the city have already organized a third counterattack."

I look back. really. directly behind us. Hundreds of thousands of French players have lined up. Cooperating with the tree man, it happened to form a front and back attack on us.

I hastily ordered: "Sister Lin, you lead the brothers from the Fourth Division and the Fifth Division to stand up first. Don't let them directly approach our mage troops. Otherwise, everything will be over."

Xu Lin nodded seriously: "Yes. I see~"

She just finished. The little pig with the sword had already stumbled and ran back with the remaining dozens of cavalry. A look of tiredness. He was almost on the verge of tears. Reported sadly: "These tree people are not human at all. Our brothers were all pierced by their branches at the edge of the forest. There are only a dozen people left in the team of thousands of people..."

I was struck by lightning. How could there be such a big loss. .

On our right flank. Someone was also saying to Murong Shanshan: "Shanshan, there is not a single cavalry left. They were all killed by these tree men. What shall we do..."

Murong Shanshan opened her mouth in surprise. After a long while, he said: "I have no idea. Just ask Lin Fan..."

What can I do. He could only grit his teeth and say, "Keep killing."

finished. I hurried forward. A tree man has come to meet him. The thick arm swung suddenly. Seeing this, Tenma immediately dodged to the right. But I hold the flying feather sword tightly in the air. Suddenly there was a "click". One arm of the tree man was removed. I reined in my horse and turned around again. The Feiyu sword flashed coldly. Cut the tree man's body directly into two ends. The treant squirmed a few times on the ground in pain. There was a dead silence. Already lost its vitality.

The Paradise Lost players behind were very excited. This also shows that these tree people are not invincible.

only. Almost every treeman killed. We will have to pay at least ten times the price. A large number of treants flooded into the players' positions in Silvermoon City. While waving his arms, he kept harvesting the lives of the players. Everyone in Silvermoon City started to fight. The swordsman didn't dare to approach at all. The mage and the archer can only be restrained back and forth. But the number of tree people is too much. It is simply inexhaustible.

There was a really loud noise from behind. I look back. But found that the dwarf patriarch led nearly ten thousand elite dwarf warriors rushing over. He shouted roughly: "These evil old trees. Why can they continue to survive on this continent. Warriors. For our companions who were once swallowed by the tree demon. Attack."

There was a flash of thunder. The dwarf patriarch's ax flew straight out. With a "snap", it hit a treant directly on the head. As a result, the tree man stepped back a few steps. After the tree roots stopped forcibly. One arm drew the ax from above the head. Then he threw the ax away angrily.

The dwarf patriarch was even more angry. The beard is blown high. He took out a tomahawk from nowhere and charged forward. Extremely fast. When he got in front of the tree man, he slammed down with the axe. The results proved. Dwarves are good carpenters. After the two axes went down. The tree man fell to the ground immediately. The dwarf rushed up and slashed again. But he didn't notice the shadow above his head.

"Boom~."

A treant suddenly lifted the dwarf patriarch up with a rattan arm. The other arm condensed into a thorn cone. Suddenly, he inserted it into the chest of the dwarf patriarch.

"Puchi~."

Bright red blood splattered on the ground. The patriarch of the dwarves was still on the land full of rain. The body gradually becomes colder.

for a moment. Almost all the dwarves rushed into the pile of trees like crazy. Use the battle ax in your hand to avenge the patriarch.

I got off my horse. Come to the dead body of the dwarf patriarch. The huge wound on his chest was pressed from behind. He opened his dying eyes. He looked at me and said, "My lord. I think it's time for me to meet my ancestors..."

He stopped breathing after speaking. like a statue.

The rain kept running down my cheeks. I suddenly want to cry. The sacrifice of this national war is too great. The shadows of the Pakistanis could no longer be seen in the gaps between the tree men. The Brothers Battalion was completely destroyed. The surrounding Silvermoon City players were also quickly killed. Many people fell on this battlefield almost every second.

Myself. What can I do. Well, the big plains are full of treants raging everywhere. I can kill a few.

behind. The French players are frantically launching their last counterattack. Not just Paradise Lost. Even Swords and Roses and TOT are losing ground quickly. We have so few people. It can't stop the French's final fighting power at all.

I stood up. mount. Continue to fight with the tree people. Kill as many as you can. Until I lose the courage to fight on.

not far away. Lilac's last 2,000 people were directly attacked by tree men and French cavalry. Instantly swallowed. Two thousand people disappeared almost without blinking an eye. Ah Yue was protected by the last title knight. It was difficult to resist the bombardment of the French player's arrow rain and the big fireball.

I hurried the horse over immediately. A laser saber swept a path. Walking over the corpses of the French. The knights in front of Ah Yue died one after another. The last knight had a chest full of arrows. at last. A figure flashed past. A French cavalryman charged by. The spear pierced directly through his chest.

When the last knight fell slowly. I finally came to Ah Yue's side. Afterwards, she was about to be pulled onto the horse. In the end, Ah Yue resolutely pushed me away. With a shallow smile, he said, "Don't save me. You have more things to do. I won't hold you back..."

finished. Ah Yue turned into a little bit of fluorescence in the light of shocking arrows and magic balls.

My heart hurts. The Lilac army was wiped out.

The people not far away are not much better in Jianghu and Qixia Town. Only the last trace of people are fighting to the death. The hundreds of thousands of people in Silvermoon City couldn't compete against each other under the situation of attacking from front to back. Especially in the case of tree people participating in the battle. We seem to have lost even our last hope.

Murong Shanshan chopped down a treant with his sword. A tired face. He ordered loudly: "All the people of Silvermoon City come closer. We must get together so that we will not be eaten quickly."

But. It's too late. The swordsmen in the front row of TOT were successively killed by the French's arrow rain due to the lack of support from the priest in the rear. Almost fell in pieces. A light of rebirth flew around. RAIN stood at the forefront with his sword held out. Reluctantly, he said angrily: "You fucking Frenchman."

Several large fireballs concentrated on him. In a fire. Rain opened his eyes wide and slowly fell down. The last line of defense fell. A large rain of arrows fell overwhelmingly. Nearly a thousand mages, priests and archers were simply unable to resist. Da Peng's blood spattered. The sound of sharp arrows piercing the commoner was particularly ear-piercing. next moment. Ye Qiu stood there blankly. There were blood holes all over his body caused by arrows. As he slowly knelt down to die. The Frenchman let out a mocking laugh.

moment. I am angry. He swung his sword and charged into the French camp. He cut down on those archers. Feiyujian seems to be able to sense my mood. It shines brightly in the night. The surrounding temperature seemed to drop a lot. The sword feathers fluttered. There was a lot of screams.

The blood-colored sky that has lost its blood-red color has long been regarded as leaderless. After struggling for half an hour, the line of defense finally collapsed. at last. There are only two guilds of Sword and Rose and Paradise Lost in the millions of coalition forces in Paradise Lost. Murong Shanshan commanded everyone to defend calmly. Presents a circular line of defense. The remaining swordsmen are all on the periphery. Withstood the attacks of the French and the Ents. Lu Xuehan led hundreds of priests to treat everyone nervously. Under the leadership of Xin Yu, a large number of archers make a final counterattack. Xu Lin only has half of her blood. Still resisting the attack of the French, it released the underworld fire attack there. Because she knows. Once the suppression of the underworld fire attack is lost. Frenchmen and Ents alike will swarm up.

Murong Shanshan's phoenix soared in the sky. A large rain of fire fell on the earth. This magical skill cannot be extinguished by heavy rain. Wherever the Phoenix goes. The French are afraid to approach. This is also one of the reasons why the last 20,000 people were able to support themselves.

I dashed left and right for a few laps. The blood was also beaten to the point where not much was left. Killed a lot of enemies though. But it did little to help the overall situation. seem. No one can do anything in this vast war.

Saw me appear in the crowd. Murong Shanshan showed joy: "Lin Fan. I thought you had already died...how is the situation outside?"

I said: "There are only less than two thousand people left here. At the end of the forest. Someone from Silvermoon City has come. But they dare not approach. If they are not organized, they will die."

Murong Shanshan's expression darkened. He murmured, "Why is this..."

Lu Xuehan was also a little confused and said, "Are we hopeless?"

I gritted my teeth and said, "Fight to the end. I want to die together."

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But at this moment. Murong Shanshan looked into the distance in surprise. Said: "Look, a group of green names. Could it be that Silvermoon City sent someone again?"

distance. A large number of Chinese players came over. The sound of the cavalry's horseshoes shook the sky. The number is by no means a minority.

I shook my head and said, "Impossible. Almost all the players that can be used in Silvermoon City have come. It is impossible to have such a complete legion anymore."

"Who would that be?"

During the conversation. A large number of Chinese players have swooped up. The elite cavalry rushed directly into the French regiments surrounding us. The swordsman players who followed closely fought with a large number of treants.

I take a closer look. Surprisingly, it was discovered that the city emblems of these were Shuijian City. Guild medals are different. But there is a common prefix. . Hot Pot City.

Power hotpot FIRE appeared in the periphery. With one order, countless players from Shuijian City joined the battlefield like a flood.

FIRE saw Murong Shanshan and me. Yuan smiled and said: "I'm sorry. Brothers are late."